I love having a/an before “h” conversations with people.
I lied to try and save my soul.
You lied so you could save my world.
Rage sits restlessly in the passenger seat as Sorrow drives along.
While Happiness is handcuffed in the back, to figure out what went wrong.
A friend of mine just got a Tumblr.
I may be paranoid, but the truth is, I like to keep my blog relatively private - only a few people I know in the “real world” know about it. I like it like this, and I would like it to stay like this, so from here on in I’ll be keeping details that would easily identify me to a minimum.
On the “lol” side, she’s going to try and become a Tumblr sensation, I know it.
FormSpring.
You are beautiful.
Thank you so much <3.
There is an old man down the street who hobbles as he walks.
And when his teeth fall out at night, his gums bleed if he talks.
His hands, well, they sweat more these days as they tire him when they shake.
The awful woman called his wife made his bones superbly ache.
The veteran lives for nothing, no one and believes he is going nowhere.
He says he’ll finally top himself when he loses his one last hair.
Today may not be that day, howevever, tomorrow may also never arrive.
But know this - the cold, hard, blinding truth - no one will cry if he doesn’t survive.
I am the greatest evil myself has seen.
FormSpring.
Eliza your new display photograph is beautiful! Love Ebony, who has no idea how else to comment you via tumblr and is too lazy to use other contact methods.
Thank you my dear ! Also, I just realised I haven’t downloaded Skype yet. When I get back from weekend away I will be sure to.
